2003-07-11 - 6:42 p.m.
Today has been a mixed day. A very mixed day.
Half of today's mixture consists of me stepping on my own foot in the theater and saying to myself, "You are not. In love. With Orlando. Bloom. Got it?" and "Wow, Johnny Depp looks sexy. No he doesn't! Yes he does! He's wearing makeup! So?! It's not sexy! etc etc..." and "I am not jealous of Keira Knightley. Not. Not. Not."
The other half of today consists of my extended family informing my mother that they intend to keep us quarantined - from them, at any rate, although I have already contaminated theater with deadly germs - for a full ten days. My birthday will be on the 14th, approx. two days before said 'quarantine' ends.
I see this as a cheap trick to avoid getting me presents and throwing me a proper birthday party.
But oh, who cares about me? I'm pretty sure I'm not important enough. And oh, we can't be spreading germs to my 'family', oh no, especially since I've spread 'germs' aplenty around Chinook mall.
Am relishing new social status as "menace to society who looks like she's 12", as was proven today to the ticket seller who sold me a child ticket.
Hey, at least I get in a dollar cheaper. (must. resist. urge. to. kick. person. justbecausei'mkindashort. fuck them. i wished i stayed in hong kong.)
I'm beginning to understand those who grab guns and go off on shooting rage.
But hey, can't resist Johnny Depp as the 'drunken drag queen', to quote Ebert.
